Alpha From How To Train Your Dragon Novels & Stories

"I dragged you all the way out here to tell you I might have some answers you're looking for. If you don't want to have this chat out here while we work, we can do what Lewana and the girls do by getting our nails done. You strike me as a glittery pink sort of guy" He burst out laughing, and I laughed with him. He looks at me and smiles. "You're such a bastard, you know that". We work in silence for a while before he starts asking questions. "How did you know I have no Alpha training? What is Alpha training?". "Well, you start Alpha training when you're about ten. You run the pack alongside your parent and work your way through issues, politics, war plans, pack maintenance, etc. You normally

I just wanted to get back to the cottage, lock every door and window, barricade myself inside, and hide under the plush blankets until Ronan came back from school. Maybe he could talk some sense into his father. Maybe he could convince him that I needed a gentler training approach, something that wouldn't result in my untimely death. "Bring him back," I heard the Alpha's deep, calm voice echo behind me, carrying easily across the training ground despite its measured tone, as casual as if he were ordering tea.

Yeah… right… if he doesn't know, he can just say so. “Dunaris Academy is a 6-month academy school, which we will be arriving in about three minutes.” Did he just say three minutes? “Now listen here child,” he said, his voice dragging my eye back to him, “You are to act like an Alpha, exactly the way your mother has bragged about you to be, and you must not get caught, understand?” “Yes, sir,” I responded, as my head riled up with even more questions, yet I couldn't dare ask for an answer, as I knew when to shut the hell up to survive.

-Don't worry, everything will be fine. Perhaps out of anxiety she leaned on my shoulder. I felt that the woman was trembling a little, it was obvious that she was very afraid. That gesture made a total change in me. It was very strange for me to be like that, but little by little my body began to act in a much stranger way. I felt superior as someone dominant. That I had a girl who needed someone to protect her and give her love. Unfortunately my instinct was calling me to be an alpha. It made me want to do things I never thought about. For a moment I wanted to kiss Cassandra and take my place in her family as the leader since her father was gone.

I lowered my body slightly in an elegant bow and watched as my long shell-pink hair tumbled over my shoulders in perfectly sculpted ringlets, the long locks barely brushed along the floor as I pulled the strands back as I peered at the looming presence before me. I finally straightened my posture as the Alpha nodded at me as his gaze lingered on me for a moment too long causing a growl to rumble through Cian’s throat as he challenged his father. “Alpha,” I greeted sweetly.

"Good day.'' Everyone responds in unison as if they are in a choir. The Alpha's fingers work quickly to tie his black shoulder-length hair back from his face, he squares his broad shoulders, then begins his lesson. Riveria feels herself being distracted by him, thinking that he should not be teaching a class of teen girls with raging hormones. She couldn't help but think that he looks like Chris Hemsworth. But with more muscles, tanned skin, one orange-coloured eye, and the other blue. She sighs, knowing that there is no chance on Earth of her catching the Alpha's eyes. He could easily get any female he wants, and the fact that he has no mate made all the females throw themselves at him. But

Had my parents stayed alive, I would've thought myself not strong enough but Dalia introduced me to a different world, my past life dancing in memory as I revisit that vision I had when Dalia gave me the old books to read. Xena right beside me as always. The old language, fluently placed in memory and with no need to be taught to me. I am an alpha now. I may not have lands, a pack but my blood stays the same. I am alpha born and today, they will see the cost of harming what I claimed to be mine and trying to erase me. I may be a child but I will make them pay. 'Loving the power trip but don't forget, this is Damian's family. You can't kill them unless it is really necessary.' Xena reminds me

“Wrong, do it again.” He scrambled up, correcting his stance this time, jaw clenched. I nodded once. “Better. You’ll fight until your wolf’s last breath leaves you, you are at the border, that's the front line, you need to train hard, If you freeze or hesitate when the rogues attacks, you’re already dead. Do you understand me?” “Yes, Alpha!” His voice cracked but his eyes were steadier. I clapped his shoulder, hard enough to make him stagger. “Good. Remember this pain, it’s better than what’s waiting out there.”

[POWER VEIL: MAINTAINED] [INTERFERENCE: DENIED] At six, a boy in his pack shattered stone during training. Alpha couldn’t lift it. At eight, another child howled and forced three wolves to submit instinctively. Alpha’s wolf never answered. At ten, whispers followed him through the territory. Weak. Late-bloomer. Defective. Alpha learned early that strength wouldn’t come to him. So he built something else. He watched. He memorized patterns—how older wolves moved before striking, how dominance wasn’t just power but timing. He trained alone at night, running until his lungs burned, striking trees until his knuckles split, studying old combat footage and pack records he wasn’t supposed to access.

The men again laughed as they encouraged their Alpha. “This pretty piece of ass will show you just what a ‘she-wolf’ is capable of. Be ready for when the sun rises you will be apologising at my feet. The only thing you’ll have to worry about is whether or not you’ll have any teeth left.” Without giving Tye the chance to respond we upped at left. I don’t know where Lilith found the courage to speak like that, but I couldn’t have been any prouder.